Cori Arbuss

Satire - Poem by Cori Arbuss

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When I'm sorry's not enoughWhen I love you's too muchWhen you hurt me's not fairWhen songs of the dearly departed just stingWhen love songs burn deepWhen you know already that the scars won't healCynical, they call itIts just a satire, I am.

Its not cunning, its cleverNot irony, witNot genorosity, loveNot courage, strengthCynical, they call itIts just a satire, I am

When mistakes can't be forgivenWhen words shouldn't be saidWhen tears are shed of weaknessWhen razors are frowned uponWhen pain is seen as foolishCynical, they call itIts just a satire, I am

When gifts equal true compassionWhen words are simply just wordsWhen heartbreak and crushes can be felt at the same timeWhen loving smiles mean more than hugsWhen jokes become so much moreWhen words are said by mistakeWhen rumors are spread and ruin livesWhen just a few days because of a few weeks makes everything possibleCynical, they call itIts just a satire, I am